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Road to nowhere Where are you on the map? Some side street, Nothing important The ignominy is to be, but not be named The lesser evil is to make it official Even when labelled and thus captured (And this is no conspiracy!) My computer recognises your status Strange alliance May it be witness protection Or […]

Walking to an afternoon’s ocean swim through the beachside car park, two children and their mother skirt a flower of smashed ceramic, crunched by passing wheels into a smattering of small angular petals. What was once a china plate decoratively mosaics the grey bitumen. White pieces glinting hard-edged in the sun. Daughter observes that her […]

Sunday afternoon drinks the centre of the sun sinks into casuarinas known when the day is nearly done we are going home. Wave-ridden girls saved my inner mother reborn bathed in saltwater spa foam cool air on weekend’s curtain drawn we are going home. Damp towel clings sand on feet where washing brings squeaky thongs […]